MAJOR KEY (feat. Ashel Seasunz) [Skit]

Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up! Wake up, soldiers This new dawn waits for no man I am Major Key And I'm here to inform you We ain't in basic training no more The interdimensional ships have been burned And we are here now In this spiritual wartime I know some of y'all can't tell the difference between a sage stick and a blunt wrap But no matter what tarot card you pulled in this life You all we got And our relations in the other world are counting on your sorry ass So you better start to see yourself as a sacred being of light And say a prayer of gratitude you made it here And ain't stuck like them zombies in the Matrix You understand me? Sir, yes sir! This is a smudge or get smudged world we live in And we ain't never leave a soldier behind Now we going up the hill to march toward the 11:11 portal gate Get those bundles ready by 3:33 I don't care if you use moonlight, star bright, or salt from the Himalayas You better have them crystals charged all the way up Sir, yes sir! What in the cosmic Christ You got sea moss growing all on the side of the barracks Who left out this tobacco pile!? You better shape up and ship out to the next holotropic breathwork retreat, boy You think these prayer bundles gonna wrap themselves!? Sir, I tried to tell them, we cannot manifest love and light on a low vibration Wait, what? You better pay attention to your own damn self-development, private Don't make me pull out my rose water I will spray you down so hard you won't tell the difference between Catholic mass and a rainbow gathering You think this is funny? Was it funny when you couldn't walk six feet without someone telling you to put a diaper on your face And you just trying to hug your grandma through a damn plexiglass Was it funny having your neighbors looking at you like you the enemy When you just want to share some goddamn apples Was it funny when the AI algorithm knows you better than... you? This is war, boy And we in it They don't need tanks no more Nah They can get into your mind, son Every time you pick up a device Every time you log in, plug in Are you giving in? What are you giving them? This is a war for your goddamn soul, boy And your children's children All the way to Seven Generations Aho Listen, soldiers When we signed up for this mission We put our families on our back We followed our vision when the world called us crazy We dehypnotized that Babylon conditioning We journaled in our diaries We took our mushroom supplements And we even brushed with activated charcoal And did we give up? Sir, no sir Did we retreat? Sir, no sir! Goddamnit, I'm proud of y'all If anybody asks you who the hell we are, you tell them We bite bullets and sh.. crystals This is Fully Loaded Altar